Best Blanket Poems
“Stardust is falling!” I heard my son cry,
his small precious face looking up at the sky.
“Stardust?” I echoed, and thought how my son
had such a vivid imagination.
“Yes, Mommy. Look!” he said, taking my hand.
He led me outside; the sky I then scanned.
I felt an enchantment, for what did I see?
Myriads of stars shone down brightly at me.
And the harder I stared, the more that it seemed
the heaven above was like something we dreamed.
The sky was a forest, and each star - a tree -
was blazing in splendor against ebony.
A celestial wildfire spread there overhead.
“See, Mommy, see?” my dear child then said.
No dust falling down from those stars did I see,
but his eyes now looked downward ecstatically.
When I followed his gaze, my shock was so sweet.
A blanket of stardust I found at our feet!
Security Blanket
No chance of rain tonight,
No bogeyman, when I turn off the lights.
A phrase I found and adore with the warmth of your security.
You are the reason I attain true maturity.
I love when you lay down next to me,
Like the high tide of the sea,
You move all the warm emotions inside.
My arms are the comfort you use to seek and hide.
Your nestle holds a true rhythm that hums its own song~
Nothing comes close to breaking this precious bond~
A sweet cradle-song only I hear,
You play my grin, without the strings of a puppeteer.
My heartbeat needs its fix and drug,
Your sweet, charming smiles and hug,
Is all I need to succeed,
You are, my only creed!
A kiss, I give on your forehead,
Into a poet’s world where your blanket a dulcet lullaby,
my arms are your bed.
“Goodnight Sweet Child, Sweet Child of Mine!”
By; pd
Lovers forever tethered to each other
fear, which one, Death, will visit first?
And as time passes, a sadness swells
within their hearts, just thinking about it.
Accepting the inevitability of Death;
triggers apprehension, a very human experience.
And such concerns can overwhelm hearts;
proving love is a two-edged sword.
Memories entertain like-minded minds,
sharing theaters of recognition.
And watching old family films of days gone by;
chuckles recall long-forgotten escapades
of a lifetime of dreams we shared equally.
Having lived full lives with no regrets
two half souls fused into one;
warmly wrapped in a blanket of love.
Thoughts tend to drift to yesteryears
to offset the tide of tears
that start to ebb and flow as the years unfold.
The question of who will die first
fuels fears of uncertainty within conjoined hearts.
When my time comes to pass, I'll close my eyes,
let out a breath, and, with a sigh, slip away!
Dying's not the scary part;
leaving my soulmate behind, is!
The winter Queen has arrived
Silent and soft and slow and divine
Slowly thru icy breath she whispers
As her silver garments open wide
Miracles appear swirling free
As tiny angels dancing above
Softly drifting to the ground
On the wall and rooftops
Window ledges and branches bare
Tiny crystal flowers bloom
As she spreads her blanket around
Tinkling and glittering they enter
Frigid human lonely hearts
And like wild butterflies
The warmth flutter again
As each flake a beautiful dream weave
In the white tapestry of life
08/11/12
By Tahera Mannan
"Blanket of Stardust Love"
beneath a blanket of stardust, soft melodious refrain
enchants golden moonlight while whispered words of love proclaim
affection and devotion sprinkled with snowflakes in horse drawn carriage
red velvet box tied with silvery bow, proposing lifelong marriage.
as sequined stars illuminate heart pattern of design
in wintry atmosphere pure warmth engaged emotions mine
an aura of sweet ambiance encircled as true turtledoves
caressed by kisses under a blanket of beautiful stardust love.
we pledged our special vows 'neath Summer's canopy twilight
upon a sandy beach in private alcove of joyous delight
through many years of tears and pain of heartache and sharing
your love was ever at my side for comforting and caring.
these golden years have fashioned journies we conquered together
love grows stronger when two blend one even in stormy weather
the depth of feelings increases as tender time rolls by
but in the end, through thick and thin, there remains you and I.
we celebrate our life so grand and thank God everyday
for bringing our paths to collide in His own precious way
in retrospect fond memories radiate love's glow
as stardust hovered over our hearts and started an irreversible flow.
*For Gail Angel Doyle's Blanket of Stardust.
*Written by: Linda-Marie Sweetheart.
I may not believe in war
Yet I still believe in you
I am one of the many
You are one of the few
You are standing in harms way
While we're safe in our bed
We're amongst the living
While you're faced with the dead
Horrors I imagine
For you are oh so real
You choose to face the darkness
In your hands you hold cold steel
Yes you fight for freedom
A bastion for what is right
Your greatest weapon your heart
With it you hold back the night
Your life is truly precious
I am sad that you are there
I ask for God's protection
Rest in blankets of our prayer
For Mystic Rose's write to our Heros contest.
Falling soft and white
tiny crystals closely knit
to cover the earth
Happy New Year and God Bless you all, fellow Soupers!
Beach Blanket Bingo (The Fab Five)
B etty Lou, beautiful Katherine, and
E leanor, Nellie Sue and Bethany
A ll playing Bingo, on blankets in sand,
C hatted away, happy girls by the sea,
H eaven-sent sun beaming high in the sky.
B ethany said, “Girls, suck tummies in.
L ook. Over there is a really cute guy!
A lso, we really should show him some skin!”
N ellie Sue said, “And he has four friends too!”
K atherine quickly adjusted her hair.
E leanor said, “Girls, you know what to do.”
T hey took off their beach wraps and made those men stare!
B ob and his friends asked to join the game.
I n minutes each lady was paired with a guy.
N o worries. Just good times. Always the same.
G olden girls shine like the sun in the sky.
O ld ladies, still young at heart, the fab five!
by Andrea Dietrich
Inspired by Linda-Marie's
"Beach Blanket Bingo" Contest
Ever so resplendent, horizon's line
Blanket of Stardust, enriched with time
Kissing and blending, in sunset and dawn
Ever so innocent, our souls are drawn
"Blanket of Stardust" contest
A light blanket of clouds covers
the sun, and fog drapes the trees
Crispness fills the still September air
rendering a sense of ease
An illuminating sun peeks through
Sleepy eyes lift the blanket
Autumn's touch is welcome here
Ripe pears nature's banquet
The land lies beneath a blanket of snow
The river is frozen and does not flow
The leaves have fallen and the trees are bare
Winter is dressed like a maiden so fair
The land lies beneath a blanket of snow
Its beauty and fairness blossom and grow
And yet there's sadness and grief in the air
Sadness is dressed like a maiden so fair
The past lies beneath a blanket of snow
It's frozen but still there, and does not flow
The past is now gone, but memories are there
The past is dressed like a maiden so fair
My heart lies beneath a blanket of snow
My tears are frozen and do not flow
My grief is silenced and my mind is bare
Sorrow is dressed like a maiden so fair
My heart lies beneath a blanket of snow
My soul is frozen but Jesus knows
He knows my sorrows and His hand is there
His hand guides me when my feelings are bare
My life lies beneath the great Tree that glows
On that Tree, my Saviour's blood streams and flows
My sins have fallen for my sins He bears
The Tree is dressed like a maiden so fair
My life lies beneath the great Throne that glows
From that Throne, the River of life flows
Jesus sits enthroned and white robes He wears
Joy is mine for in His Kingdom I share
As light gently slices the veil of night,
a sliver of morning appears through my window
With one eye open, I check the time
The fuzzy warmth of my sweet, soft blanket
compels me to think that all is right with the world,
that all is right with my world
and I could stay like this for hours, never moving
Funny how a blanket could offer such protection
As though the problems of the day just can’t get in
Everything can wait, these moments of peace sustained
Inevitably, the world wins and I awaken
Thoughts pervade, invade and beckon
Perhaps today, I can do something to help
I wish for all, a blanket of protection
"Now" she's eating her cheerios, one-by-one
She sits in a three ring circle with her friends
Warmth, she is, by the rays of the morning's sun
Her hair in ponytails all curled with loose ends
She sits in a three ring circle with her friends
Grandmother's knitted blanket rests on the chair
Her hair in ponytails all curled with loose ends
Playing, real life, with her friends (two) "Teddy Bear"
Grandmother's knitted blanket rests on the chair
She made it for her granddaughter, years ago
Playing, real life, with her friends (two) "Teddy Bear"
Grandma's knitted blanket- one day...she will know
She made it for her granddaughter, years ago
Warmth, she is, by the rays of the morning's sun
Grandma's knitted blanket- one day...she will know
"Now" she's eating her cheerios, one-by-one
( Picture 3. )
Feelings Of Nostalgia Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
6-17-2020
Autumn’s rich scent has passed, color dies,
Winter enters with splendor, gracing the terrain with shades of white and grey,
The air is ice, the blanket of white embracing the ground sparkles, trees sway,
This time of year is exuberant and wise.
Crystalline icicles cry with the endearing sunlight, they splinter,
Outside breath of the living turns to frost, the air gives a bite,
The shine upon untainted snow gleams fresh and so bright,
All adore the eloquence and passion of the iced over winter.
There's a lot less talking
away from city lights
a lot more quiet
under starry nights
A lot less chaos
when you take time out
more to breath in
relax all the doubt
A lot less congestion
in the open country air
more to appreciate
the city don't compare
A lot less noise
from all the open bars
just toasting marshmallows
underneath the stars
I wouldn't change a thing
the city's not for me
underneath the blanket
of stars I'd rather be.